Thomas died at the age of thirty. I wonder what he would have expressed in prose and poetry if he had lived longer.
Are kisses all? – they but forerun
Another duty to be done:
What would you of that minstrel say,
Who tunes his pipe, and will not play?
Say, what are blossoms in their prime
That ripen not in harvest time?
Oh what are buds that ne’er disclose
The longed for sweetness of the rose?
So kisses to a lover’s guest
Are invitations not the feast.
Poet and playwright 1605 - 1635